It’s on the winding down end of our trip and we have saved the best for last.
After traveling all over Ireland we can definitively say that there really is no where like Kerry or West Cork. It’s the most beautiful part of an extraordinarily beautiful country. We started our day by winding down through Killarney National Forest and talking about how much fun we had during our visit to Killarney and Muckross House with Poppa. I think this picture of Moma at Ladies’ View is frame-worthy.
One fun stop was the Avoca Woolen Mill. The stores are always so pretty. Scott got a very handsome navy blazer.
Right outside of the park is sweet Kenmare. We had a good lunch, laughed lots and shopped for the kiddos at Fat Face (a trip tradition). Mom got her picture made at Poppa’s coffee spot, Jam. Scott and I got her a cute new hat. Really fun day.
We arrived in Dingle at our favorite B&B in Ireland, The Lighthouse, just in time to leave our bags and head out for dinner. We had an excellent meal at the Boatyard and then went to O’Sullivan’s Court House Pub for music. Tommy O’Sullivan and several musicians played and it was fantastic. So great that we stayed out until midnight. Mom was the toast of the pub.
After a delicious breakfast on Tuesday we set out to enjoy our favorite Dingle spots — Holden Leathergoods, a drive around Slea Head, Murphy’s Pub for lunch, walking around town, stopping at O’Flaherty’s for a pint, more walking. Oh, and a new tradition — we dropped off our laundry and had it cleaned. So nice to go home with a suitcase full of clean clothes.
Monday night was so fun that we repeated it on Tuesday. Delicious dinner at the Boat Yard (and the staff there are so nice!) and more music at O’Sullivan’s. Mr. O’Sullivan even dedicated a song to my mom! I love seeing her meet people from all over. She is such a kind person that her sweet nature shines through to people who hardly know her! Such a good night and more fun memories. We even had a special toast to my dad at dinner. Will be hard to top this fun night.
Adare is a tiny little town that looks like it was plucked out of a fairy tale. It’s friendly and even a little bit fancy. I can’t think of another village in Ireland where one can by a Missoni bathrobe or DVF dress.
We love it because of the beautiful thatched cottages and cozy pubs. We rolled into town early Sunday morning looking forward to a day of relaxing. We were just in time to get a cup of coffee at The Good Room. The patio was perfect and sunny.
We spent the rest of the day browsing around the shops while Scott watched football in the pubs. We had lunch at our beloved Pat Collins and watched the Arsenal game at Aunty Lena’s.
Mom got the prettiest dress. It’s Italian and fits her perfectly. She’s calling it her Irish Italian dress.
We had an early dinner at the Dunraven Arms before checking in to Berkeley Lodge B&B, another Adare favorite. Really good day.
We spent the day traveling down the Wild Atlantic Way from Connemara to the Burren, two regions of Ireland famous for being exceptionally beautiful.
Connemara stretches from the area surrounding Westport down to Galway. We had a lovely stay at Willow Lodge in Westport and set off for lunch in Clifden and the afternoon in Galway.
On the way down to Clifden we saw some beautiful sights and scenery. We stopped and saw Croagh Patrick, the famous mountaintop where St. Patrick spent 40 days fasting. We also stopped at Kylemore Abbey, which always surprises me with how it seems to rise up from the side of the mountain.
Clifden is on the coast on the far west side of the country and it’s a beautiful town. We had visited before and enjoyed seeing the town again. Mom and I browsed in the shops while Scott watched football in a pub. We met up for lunch at Mitchell’s, which was delicious.
Sweet Scott was determined that I would get to spend the afternoon in Galway. We walked along the streets and enjoyed excellent people watching. Highlights were Judy Greene’s pottery and a beautiful flower shop. Thinking I should have spent 38 euro on one of these tiny sheep.
Leaving Galway we began to see the signs of The Burren — rocks! The hills go from green to gray in no time.
After another hour in the car we landed in Doolin for the night. Doolin is famous for its rich music heritage and McGann’s Pub did not disappoint. The music was great and Scott raves about his BBQ! We had a really fun (and late!) evening before heading to bed.